Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belize and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing X-101 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
The Move,
Man Parrish,
Black Moon,
Shuggie Otis,
Davy DMX,
Aswad,
Bauhaus,
Icehouse,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Metal Thangz,
Judy Mowatt,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Y Pants,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Agent Orange,
Masters at Work,
Graham Central Station,
Skriet,
Nils Olav,
Schoolly D,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quadrant,
Bobby Sherman,
Livin' Joy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Television Personalities,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sandy B,
Oblivians,
Lou Christie,
Moss Icon,
Lower 48,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Flag,
The Mummies,
Todd Rundgren,
Toni Rubio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joe Finger,
Panda Bear,
Hardrive,
Radiohead,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tomorrow,
The Blackbyrds,
The Buckinghams,
Ituana,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rosa Yemen,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brick,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultravox,
the Human League,
Visage,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.